Going off apps for awhile until my bpd calms down. May be hours, days, weeks. Sending good vibes to everyone from the void
WolfieOnBlast
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“Stoner Mystic 💨🪽 | Son of the Wild Divine 👑 | Poetry Scribe & Vision Weaver 📝🐇 | Truth-Seeker in the Red-Pill Realms ✊🇺🇸 | Woke to the Warrior Within ☮️🔥 Wolfie’s hazy hymns—poems, art, & rabbit revelations 🖼️. #PTSDRecovery #ShamanRising #VibrateHigher”
It’s the kind of ache that even a beloved, soft, red hoodie can’t soothe. It’s an all-encompassing sadness that’s far too maligned to be disguised. How can one hide when the stars only align to predict worlds devoured into a groaning void inside?
They think it will break me. But it will only free me
Geese form incredibly strong bonds!They spend more time with their mothers during growing stages compared to other bird species (🦆 ).This extended time together enhances their ability to recognize each other.When you’re a goose, being part of a flock means you’re practically lifelong best friends🪿💘🪿
“For this suffering achieves for me a glory that i cannot see down here in this tearful valley” 🎶 #SongsInMyHead 🎶 #CryItOutLikeIts2006 #SteubenvilleWorshipFlashbacks 😹
This Sadness, a selfish companion, somehow steals all my words, leaving me empty. She sits with them on her lap, crying over her own misery, still ever hungry for more of what I cannot give
Life can be frustrating when you lack the physical attributes to attract a wealthy businessman or even the personality to find an average web designer named Greg who is interested in living off the grid and raising wild throw pillows on a farm in Wabash. 🤣
All these changes feel like splinters getting stuck in my heart 🤬😖😡
Happy #420pm! I suddenly ran out of energy while standing here at the window. 😹😭❄️🥱🪫Curse you, winter! I’ll have my revenge in spring when I chomp the tail of the electric tiger and ride it to the end of the astral savanna. 🐅🪽☁️✨
I observe that nature is embracing a minimalist aesthetic this season; I understand the concept of “less is more.” The idea seems to be that after adding the last accessory, one should remove it—leaves, dead branches, toxic patterns that perpetuate old cycles, etc. 🩵😹❄️🌲
Some lazy #TargetPractice by the window for #420pm as the darkness envelopes everything into oblivion 🌚❄️🤷♂️😹🍻🤘
Sometimes, there’s only aching silence. But how necessary it is to feel the creaking in our ribcage during those solitary midnight hours. We startlingly realize that all we thought was real is just illusion.
